I work in a tattoo shop that is closed on Sundays and Mondays. One Tuesday morning, I arrived at work early to find this note folded into a “paper football” and wedged underneath our door. We never found out who left us the note but I held onto it ever since. The end of the message makes reference to a very obvious skid-mark that this generous fellow left on our front walkway after discovering that we were inconveniently closed when he arrived. The skid-mark is still there to this day.

Today as I was leaving the mall I felt extremely thirsty so I stopped at a vending machine in the parking deck of the mall. As I reached down to get my soda I noticed this paper folded inside the soda retrieval area. It made my day.